I am not a serious young man

"Old Immortal, come and help me look at the picture!" A piece of silver was shining brightly, and Immortal Zhou was a little dazzled by the reflection.

Zhou Yixian's eyes suddenly became hot, and he quickly brought Xiaohuan to the wine shop, followed the light and walked in front of Zheng Jian, "Guest officer, you should still check your characters, ten taels of silver once, no one will deceive you!"

Zheng Jian put down the wine jar, looked at Zhou Yixian, and showed a trademark cheap smile.

Zhou Yixian's cloudy old eyes suddenly widened, and he said with a smile on his face: "Who am I? It turns out to be an immortal from Qingyun Sect! You are a first-class figure of immortals, and you still look for an old Taoist priest like me... "

"Yo, you still remember me! That's great, that's great... Where do we never meet again in life, Lao Zhou, after so many years, you haven't changed at all! Tsk tsk, to say that you are an old fairy is really nothing Divide." Zheng Jian stared at Zhou Xian with a half-smile.

"Uh, cough cough... Brother Zheng, you're joking again, you are the one who stays young forever, you are the envy of others..." Zhou Yixian smiled awkwardly.

"Grandpa, this man's face is so strange! It's as if he doesn't belong to this world... I can't see his face." Xiaohuan looked at it for a while, then whispered in Zhou Yixian's ear.

"Brother Zheng, with this face, you are very talented and have a bright future. You don't need to look at it at all!" Zhou Yixian laughed.

Zheng Jian heard the words, pondered for a while and said angrily: "Well, you Zhou Xian, you are so good, you actually cursed me?"

Zhou Yixian suddenly looked confused, "??? What did I curse you for?"

"You said I have a bright future, but didn't you curse me?" Zheng Jian said eloquently.

Zhou Yixian was stunned for a moment, and then howled: "My God, are you still being reasonable? I said you have a bright future, which is obviously a compliment, but why did it turn into cursing you in your mouth? "

The resentment value from Zhou Yixian is +3999.

While Zheng Jian was secretly proud, he said: "Money is tight, brows are tight, time is tight, clothes are tight, and the future is tight. Isn't this you cursing me? Curse me to be poor, curse me to be sad and frown all day, Curse me to be busy and have no time, curse me to grow fat and become fat?"

Zhou Yixian and Xiaohuan were fascinated at the time...

The future is tight... Is that how it is explained?

The resentment value from Zhou Yixian is +3999.

Zheng Jian carefully looked at Zhou Yixian in front of him, he was too pure, this old guy can still provide resentment points... In other words, this guy's strength is at least too pure!

("゜ロ゜)"

Fuck me, this week, Zhou Xian looks more and more mysterious!

Miss Xiaohuan, there is a real, cheating and abducted version of a worldly expert by your side!

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Chapter 452

Shock is shock, now it is not easy to meet a wild hairy sheep in the vast crowd, you must catch it and squeeze it!

Therefore, Zheng Jian immediately ignored Zhou Yixian's bewildered expression, and continued: "Old Zhou, to tell you the truth, I am a medical student. If I say you are sick, you are sick!"

Zhou Yixian: "..."

The resentment value from Zhou Yixian is +4999.

"Brother Zheng, how can you scold people? I am not sick. I am healthy and energetic. How can I be sick?"

Zheng Jian pondered for a while, and said: "It's not a good thing to avoid diseases and avoid medical treatment!"

Zhou Yixian looked at Zheng Jian's serious expression, and asked suspiciously: "Really? Should I believe your words a little bit?"

Zheng Jian was furious immediately, "Believe is to believe, not to believe is not to believe, what does WeChat mean?"

Zhou Yixian was stunned by Zheng Jian, "Then tell me, what's wrong with me?"

Zheng Jian said with a smile: "You are so sick...you can't even catch up with the syndrome of fever!"

Xiaohuan immediately covered her mouth and chuckled.

The resentment value from Zhou Yixian is +4999.

Zhou Yixian suddenly sneered and said, "Well, brother Zheng, you're overheated!"

Zheng Jian: "..." Damn it, has this old guy Yagumon evolved?The water in your brain evaporated?

Zhou Yixian looked at Zheng Jian proudly, "As the saying goes, after three days of farewell, you should look at him with admiration! Brother Zheng, I... am not the Zhou Yixian of the past..."

Zheng Jian raised his eyelids when he heard the words, "As the saying goes, after three days of farewell, you should scrape the bones to cure the poison!"

Zhou Xian: "!!"

The resentment value from Zhou Yixian is +4999.

"Old Zhou, your illness is so ugly..." Zheng Jian shook his head and sighed softly.

Next to Zhou Yixian, Xiaohuan suddenly said crisply: "Big brother, good-looking is good-looking, ugly is ugly, what does it mean to be ugly?"

Zhou Yixian was still thinking about how to fight back, but when he heard Xiaohuan's words, he was immediately happy, "Hey, my granddaughter said it better! How about it, Brother Zheng, how about I give you a fortune teller?"

Comfortable, comfortable, Zhou Yixian feels comfortable all over...

Zheng Jian became annoyed and said in embarrassment: "What is it? Are you worthy? I am the key owner. If I say you are not worthy, you are not worthy!"

Zhou Yixian: "..."

The resentment value from Zhou Yixian is +4999.

He thought for a while, and replied: "Brother Zheng, I see that you have strange bones and a handsome appearance. May I ask which page of "Strange Tales of Gods and Demons" are you from?"

Zheng Jian: "Damn!"

Xiaohuan laughed so hard that she couldn't straighten up...

Seeing Zhou Yixian and Zheng Jian fighting each other, Xiaohuan almost died laughing...

Zheng Jian suddenly realized that Zhou Yixian really hadn't spent a hundred years in vain, and he kept talking one after another. After thinking for a while, he said, "Old Zhou, if this is the case, I won't hate you anymore! Old rules, I ask you to answer, and you answer." Come up with one, I'll give you ten taels of silver, how about it?"

Zhou Yixian's morale was like a rainbow at this time, and when he heard the words, he slapped the table, his white beard trembled, "Just let the horse come over!"

Zheng Jian pondered for a while and said: "Okay, I ask you a question, you have to answer it immediately, you can't think, you can answer it purely by reaction, you can't think, how about it?"

Zhou Yixian said with emotion: "No problem, come on! Brother Zheng, do I still have to think about the question you asked? What is going on in the world that I, Zhou Xian, don't know?"

"Okay, old Zhou, I guess your lung capacity must be very good, otherwise how can you blow like this?"

"Don't talk nonsense, come on! I absolutely don't want to just say... one question is ten taels of silver! It's already 20 taels, don't play tricks!" Zhou Yixian made up his mind to make a fortune from Zheng Jianjian!

Zheng Jian looked at Zhou Yixian, whose thoughts were unprecedentedly clear, and took out two ingots of silver, and put them on the table, "Listen up! I can't think about it! Is there a number in this world that is bigger than it?"

Zhou Yixian said without hesitation: "Yes! 30 taels!"

Zheng Jian followed up and asked: "Is there any number in this world that is higher than ten?"

Zhou Yixian: "Yes! Forty."

Zheng Jian: "Is there anyone bigger than a hundred in this world?"

Zhou Yixian: "Yes! Fifty."

Zheng Jian: "Is there anything bigger than a thousand?"

Zhou Yixian: "Yes! Sixty."

Zheng Jian: "Is there any bigger than [-]?"

Zhou Yixian: "Yes! Seventy." It's really cool to make money like this...

Zheng Jian: "Is there anyone stupider than you?"

Zhou Yixian was taken aback, and blurted out: "No! Eighty."

"Pfft..." Xiaohuan kept patting the table, "Grandpa, there is no one more stupid than you in this world..."

Zhou Yixian: "...then there is!"

The resentment value from Zhou Yixian is +4999.

"Well, there are indeed! Foolish Wang over there is ranked first, and you are ranked second!" Zheng Jian laughed loudly, took out a gold ingot from his arms, and placed it in front of Zhou Yixian.

Zhou Yi Xianyan hurriedly grabbed it and hid it in his sleeve, fearing that people would see him, looked around, then smiled and said: "Brother Zheng, you are wrong! Stupid Wang is ranked first, you are ranked second, I Well, I rank third at most! I, Zhou Xian, must work hard, so that all of you who laugh at me will die laughing at me!"

"Puchi..." Zheng Jian was amused again, good guy, it turns out that in the world of Jade Immortals, he is Crouching Dragon, and Immortal Zhou is Phoenix Chu...

"Old Zhou, old Zhou, to say that you are a talent really does not humiliate you..." Zheng Jian took another sip of wine, "Ton, ton, ton, ton..."

Zhou Yixian didn't care what Zheng Jian said, and kept stroking the gold ingot with his left hand in the sleeve of his right hand, "Brother Zheng, it's okay! As long as you give me money, it doesn't matter how much you laugh at me...I'm not angry!"

Just as he was talking, two people suddenly walked in outside the restaurant.

Seeing these two people, Zhou Yixian, who was smiling obscenely, suddenly stopped smiling, and pulled Xiaohuan behind him.

"Grandpa...what's the matter with you?" Xiaohuan raised her head and asked in confusion.

"Old Zhou..." Zheng Jian raised his head strangely, and then his pupils shrank.

As these two people entered the restaurant, the atmosphere seemed to become subtle in an instant. As the sun set, the leader, a middle-aged scribe, had an extraordinary temperament, with his hands behind his back. Vicissitudes.

"Xiaohuan, you wait for me at your brother Zheng's, and I will come back after I go out and say a few words." Zhou Yixian looked a little dignified, and pulled Xiaohuan to Zheng Jian's side, "Brother Zheng, help me take care of Xiaohuan, Met an old friend..."

Zheng Jian looked at the middle-aged scribe and the man who was half a step behind him, and had some guesses in his heart, and said lightly: "No problem."

Zhou Yixian walked in front of the middle-aged scribe, and heard the middle-aged scribe say: "You and I haven't seen each other for decades, right?"

He looked at the bloody setting sun outside, and said for a while, "It's been decades."

The middle-aged scribe showed a confident smile, "Are you doing well?"

Zhou Yixian was silent for a long time, "Wandering around the world, playing games in the world, it's neither good nor bad." At this moment, Zhou Yixian didn't have the slightest obscenity.

Seeing the middle-aged scribe talking with Zhou Yixian outside the restaurant, Xiaohuan felt a little nervous, "Brother Zheng, my grandpa...who are you talking to?"

Zheng Jian pinched Xiaohuan's small face, and said with a smile: "Old friend! Old man leaves the Yellow Crane Tower to the west, why should we have known each other before!"

Xiaohuan was stunned, and then said seriously with a small face: "You're wrong, brother, it's an old man who left the Yellow Crane Tower in the west, and the fireworks went down to Yangzhou in March. The last sentence is the same people who have fallen in the end of the world, so why meet each other before."

Zheng Jian burst out laughing, "Your grandfather taught you?"

Xiaohuan nodded, "En."

"You are so smart! In the future, you will definitely be very powerful, unlike your grandfather who knows how to cheat and deceive all day long!" Zheng Jian touched Xiaohuan's small head and said with a smile.

At this time, Zhou Yixian seemed to have finished talking with the middle-aged scribe, walked into the wine shop, and came to Xiaohuan, "Xiaohuan, let's go!"

Xiaohuan took Zhou Yixian's hand, and suddenly said crisply: "What about Brother Zheng?"

Zhou Yixian smiled, "He, he is a great Qingyun master, no one can do anything to catch him! Don't worry."

Zheng Jian's smile froze immediately when he heard it, Ma De, who is this old guy?

It's just that the current Zheng Jian doesn't have the idea of ​​pursuing Zhou Yixian's true identity. Perhaps, his name has already revealed his identity...

Zhou Yixian, Yixian, the only immortal in the Zhuxian world!

Maybe his original surname is Xiao...

Following Zhou Yixian's grandson's departure, a middle-aged scribe and another middle-aged man walked in outside the restaurant, and they went straight to Zheng Jian's table.

The middle-aged scribe sat opposite Zheng Jian, while another middle-aged man stood behind him.

"The old man left the Yellow Crane Tower in the west, why did he know each other when we met... this brother, your excellency has quite unique ideas in the way of poetry." The middle-aged scribe said with a light smile.

Zheng Jian pondered for a while, and said: "What's the matter, if you and I match poems and sentences, you will hear more."

Hearing this, the middle-aged scribe asked curiously, "Oh? Then let me say something: If you look carefully at the mountains and the mountains don't move, what are you doing?"

Zheng Jian said with a smile: "The distance is different, the height is different."

The middle-aged scribe froze, and looked at Zheng Jian in surprise, "Wonderful... Your Excellency is really talented! These two sentences are obviously irrelevant, but they give people a completely different feeling when they are connected together. Dare I ask your Excellency?" Last name?"

Zheng Jian pondered for a while, and said: "The moon falls, the crows cry and the sky is full of frost, and the name of the Sa family is Zheng Jian. May I ask where is the restaurant? Which willow are you in front of the door?"

The face of the middle-aged scribe changed. For so many years, no one had ever acted presumptuously on him.

The middle-aged man standing behind him also showed a look of dissatisfaction.

The resentment value from thousands of people is +4999.

Zheng Jian's heart moved, "Sure enough, he is holding thousands of people to himself with his hands behind his back... No wonder just now when he saw it, he had a full-bodied posture... In other words, the one behind him is Qinglong, one of the four great envoys of the past Well, you are so weak, you look angry, but you don't even have any resentment points!"

In the old days when he was in the wilderness, he could only call himself Xiaowan, but now, thousands of people go to...

In the end, Wan Wan was still deep in the city. He quickly adjusted his mentality and said with a smile: "Zheng Jian... what a name! Really good!"

Zheng Jian suddenly shouted: "Can you leave your name when you come?"

Ten thousand people were at a loss at first, then laughed and said: "Ghost King, ten thousand people are going!"